Mrs. Zhang closed her eyes slightly and finally got up and went upstairs.

Aunt GUI looked downstairs and knew that the old lady was in a bad mood. She probably touched the scene.

She can't help complaining in her heart that the young lady is too ignorant. She still makes her wife sad on such a day after she has done something sorry for her wife.

Aunt GUI was sad, but she had to give up.

After a while, she secretly dialed the inside line and said a few words to the young master's room.

Zhang Boyan put down the phone and looked at Mo Xiaobei.

She was gazing at him.

Zhang Boyan smiled lightly, "mom is probably a little sad now. As a daughter-in-law, do you want to comfort her?"

Mo Xiaobei nodded: "it means I don't have to come back to bed tonight, do I?"

President Zhang took a step forward, held her small chin and smiled: "yes."

These days he is a little indulgent, and Xiaobei is very hard - Zhang always makes a serious review.

Mo Xiaobei breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said that he wanted to comfort his sad mother-in-law, but his hand was held by President Zhang.

He asked angrily, "it's really hard to bear?"

She gave him a grimace and spit out her tongue: "it's not. It's just that too much will... Just like eating meat every day."

President Zhang's expression was hurt: "Mrs. Zhang, I thought I had new tricks every day."

Mrs. Zhang risked her life and said, "but the people are the same."

Then just before he wanted to play small P shares, she ran away.

Unable to laugh or cry, Zhang Boyan reached out and held the small ball over——

Slapped two small P shares, "for mom."

Little meatball looked at him Mengmeng, and then he burst into tears.

Baba is too bad.

Zhang Boyan had to coax his little daughter. When he coaxed her, he felt some bad taste. He kissed the little guy and threw it to the old man and Fubo.

But just then, the old man also wanted to say something to him and stopped him.

Zhang Boyan sat down and the servant offered tea.

The old man motioned big Ah Fu to take the small balls out to play and talk to his grandson.

These dark things still can't let children touch too much. Zhongyu listened too much at the beginning, so his temperament was so distorted.

When Fubo left with the small ball, Master Zhang asked in a low voice, "what are you going to do about Zhongyu? Bo Yan, don't say you don't have any thoughts. Your temperament has always been to eliminate the roots. I don't believe you have any brotherhood with Zhong Yu. "

Zhongyu made mistakes again and again, but Boyan didn't mean to punish him. Instead, he opened his eyes.

This makes Mr. Zhang a little worried.

Zhang Boyan lowered his eyes and whispered, "because she is Tang Xin's child."

Old man Zhang's eyes were slightly tight and didn't open his mouth. He waited quietly for Zhang Boyan to go on.

"After Tang Xin died, I also searched all her houses. I didn't find that she left any research on tert butyl, but I think she was injected several times by Xiaobei at that time. She was still so eager to survive. She had an antidote. " Zhang Boyan looked indifferent, but his voice was slightly tight: "this is my guess! But if there is, I think she will not give it to others, but to Zhongyu, so that Zhongyu can master my weakness. "

Mr. Zhang nodded: "your analysis is also right, but have you asked Zhongyu?"

Zhang Boyan shook his head: "no! But I had people search where she lived and follow her, and I found nothing. "

Those tert butyl were buried in Xiaobei's body and were also a time bomb in Zhang Boyan's mind.

He was with her. One day was another day. When he woke up every day, he would subconsciously catch her for fear that she would disappear.

He won't rest assured until he is sure that she is in his arms.

She has been fine, but he has not given up looking for tert butyl antidote. He set up the most advanced laboratory and invited the best neurologists at home and abroad.

For him, time is Xiaobei's life.

Before it is studied, Zhong Yu... He can't help but let it go.

He didn't say this, but the relatives around him saw it. His mother was willing to see Zhongyu today, probably for this.

Zhang Boyan's heart is not unmoved, but also happy.

His North is loved by so many people.

He was happy, relieved and more proud.

It's like the pride that your child has been recognized by many people.

He whispered, "old man, if one day I want to exchange the whole Zhang family and Boyu for Xiaobei, I will."

Mr. Zhang nodded: "of course, living people are more important than dead money. Grandpa Boyan is old. Everything is based on your own ideas. Protect Xiaobei and xiaowanzi. They are your wife and daughter. No one will blame you for giving up anything. Of course, I believe my grandson will not be so useless."

Zhang Boyan smiled.

Mr. Zhang patted him: "go and see your mother. She still has some resentment over the years. After all, she raised the child herself. Although she was not pampered, she always took it to heart."

Zhang Boyan nodded and went out into his mother's bedroom.

When he opened the door, he saw his little wife kneeling beside his mother, trying hard to beat his mother's back.

For a moment, the sadness in his heart disappeared.

It's so angry and funny.

Xiao Bei, she can always surprise him!

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